HUMAN/SUPER First Contact 6

She turned back to the computer and continued working on it well past midnight. Angela helped her close up the shop and then paid her bill.

“I really appreciate this,” Angela said. “And, um… sorry for making you stay late.”

“Eh, it was worth it,” Genesis said. “I enjoyed our conversation.”

Angela smiled and slid the computer back into her bag.

“Me too,” she said. “Good night.”

She turned and headed for the door.

“Hey, wait,” Genesis said. “Do you… want a ride home? You shouldn’t be walking around with an expensive piece of hardware at this time of night.”

“How did you know I walked here?” Angela asked.

“It’s kind of hard to drive while you’re staring at your feet,” Genesis replied. “Come on, I’m parked around back.”

Angela swallowed hard.

“Okay,” she said.

She followed Genesis to a little lot behind the building containing a red and black smart car with the Jacobs Computing logo on the side.

“So do you own the shop?” Angela asked.

“My dad does,” Genesis replied. “This was just the only way I could convince him to buy me a car.”

She slid behind the wheel. Angela hesitated a moment, then climbed into the passenger seat, laying her computer across her lap. Genesis started the engine and some high-pitched J-pop blasted from the speakers. She turned the volume down.

“Sorry,” she said. “Guilty pleasure.”

“I… I kind of like it,” Angela said.

She nodded her head to the music as Genesis pulled out of her parking space and rolled toward the curb.

“Which way am I going?” Genesis asked.

“Left,” Angela said.

Genesis turned and accelerated down the empty street. She started to sing along to the music in Japanese.

“Have you actually been to Japan?” Angela asked.